SONNET LI - THE TRAIL

Great spirits in this life are truly rare
igniting flames of hope when people doubt
but evil hearts can see them way up there
and lights that threaten dark are soon snuffed out
If their light dies, how will our spirits cope?
we stumble blind with all the heroes gone
what spark will then revive the light of hope,
and give our hearts the strength to carry on?
But in their wake, those spirits leave a trail
a glimmer through the dark that can't be killed
we must protect that light, for if we fail
the darkness will destroy the world we build
   we cannot stop to weep when heroes die
   pick up the torch and follow where they fly